Love at first sight... is what I felt the moment I laid eyes on Kim Yu-na (김연아).
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Mesmerized was what I was... during both of her performances... I think even my 3 year old son was crushing on her.
Hands down, she was the highlight of the 2010 Winter Olympics for me. Way to go Yu-na!
This Kimchi mama (+ the rest of the world) loves you.
You make me a little more proud to be Korean and I sure hope that all of your endorsements (she's the highest paid in endorsements among all celebrities in South Korea) help close the largest gender income gap in the developed world. (Thank you Hyon Bin for the heads up about the great article!)
- Mary is a little sad that the Olympics are over and still a little pissed about all of South Korea's missed metal opportunities in short track. *sigh*
Picture a little girl, about 5 or 6 years old, supposedly. It's hard to believe that can be accurate, since she is so small stepping off the plane that has just brought her from Korea to New York's bustling airport (Kennedy or LaGuardia? I'm not sure)
Two people are waiting for her--both Caucasian. One is a plump middle-aged woman, with curly brown hair in a styled hairdo--freshened up at the salon she visits every week. The other is a tall thin man, and the little girl has to crane her neck to see his face. They both embrace her, taking her from the greeter who relieved the chaperone that flew across the Pacific Ocean with her to bring her to her new family. This will be the last time for a while that she will be able to speak to anyone, as she does not yet understand any English words. The small bag that was packed for her by the orphanage was lost somewhere along the flight. All she has is the clothing she is wearing, which include rubber shoes (kudus) that are too big, and held on her feet by rubber bands. She is clutching the papers she drew on to occupy her during the flight. The lines make no sense to her new parents, since they are the beginnings of hangul, Korean writing. No loops or curves are visible as you would see in Roman letters.
I find myself in a game of chicken with my mom. A very twisted one. It's a strange situation so I thought maybe doing a Kimchi mamas post about it would clear some things up.
After living with me for about a year and a half and taking care of my first son for us, my mom moved to Boston to live with my sister. Why you ask? We fought. A LOT. And she's a little bit crazy. =) Just kidding. She's a LOT bit crazy.
My MIL called a couple of days ago and unfortunately, I was napping so the hubs answered the phone. When I woke up, he informed me that our second son's Korean name was Hyung Ooh. Interesting.
I didn't like it or dislike it all that much... but it didn't roll off the tongue as much as I wanted it to. And I also wanted our second son's name to have at least one same syllable (why does that spelling look so wrong?) as our first son. First son's name is Jung Ho.
Since MIL lives in Korea and doesn't have much "say" in our day to day lives, I thought it'd be nice to have her name our children... their Korean names I mean. Hubs and I decided on the English names together without input from any grandparents.
Actually, it wasn't exactly her who gave our boys their Korean names. She went to a "place." I don't even know what it's called in Korean. When I translate to the hubs, I call it a wise man or a fortune teller. Anyway, she goes there and tells them the date and time of the birth... and I'm not sure what other information, and pays a certain fee and voila, the wise man names the kid.
This is Caroline in San Francisco, the one who borrowed The Crossings DVD from you.
Just checked Kimchimamas and saw that you had your baby -- congratulations!!! You must be exhausted -- may I do the Korean thing and bring you some mi-yuk-guk? I remember being totally overwhelmed when my son was born, and that's when my mom was alive and my in-laws were around to help out. Let me know if it's OK for me to drop by with some soup. I'd be happy to do it. :)
Not to call her out or make her embarrassed but this totally touched me in more ways that she will ever know and I just want to thank you Caroline from the bottom of my heart.